sful champion with still greater speed. There a
scuffle taking place around the body of the prostrate Gaul, a desperate
fight is stirred up. And now the contest is carried on not by the
companies of the nearest posts, but by the legions pouring out from both
sides. The soldiers exulting in the victory of the tribune, and also at
such favour and attention from the gods, are commanded by Camillus to
advance against the enemy: and he, pointing to the tribune distinguished
by the spoils, "Soldiers," said he, "imitate this man; and around their
fallen leader strew heaps of Gauls." Gods and men assisted at that
fight; and the struggle was carried on against the Gauls with a fury by
no means equivocal in its result, so thoroughly were both armies
impressed with the respective success of the two soldiers, between whom
the single combat had taken place. Among the first party, whose
encounter had called out the others, there was a desperate encounter:
the rest of the soldiery, before they came within throw of a weapon,
turned their backs. At first they were dispersed through the Volscians
and the Falernian territory; thence they made for Apulia and the upper
sea. The consul, calling an assembly, after heaping praises on the
tribune, bestows on him ten oxen and a golden crown. He himself, being
commanded by the senate to take charge of the maritime war, joined his
camp to that of the praetor. There because matters seemed to be delayed
by the dastardly conduct of the Greeks, who did not venture into the
field, with the approbation of the senate, he nominated Titus Manlius
Torquatus dictator. The dictator, after appointing Aulus Cornelius
Cossus his master of the horse, held the consular elections, and with
the greatest applause of the people he returned Marcus Valerius Corvus
(for that was his surname from thenceforth) as consul, though absent,
the rival of his own glory, then three and twenty years of age. As
colleague to Corvus, Marcus Popillius Laenas, a plebeian, was assigned to
be consul for the fourth time. Nothing memorable occurred between
Camillus and the Greeks; neither the one were warriors by land, nor the
Romans by sea. At length, when they were repelled from the shore, among
other things necessary for use, water also failing, they abandoned
Italy. To what state or what nation that fleet belonged, there is
nothing certain. I would be most inclined to think that they belonged to
the tyrants of Sicily; for the farther Gree